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Showing posts with label monster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monster. Show all posts

Saturday, December 9, 2017

The Dead End

Nightmare 12.8.2017


I am living in what I can only guess is a submarine or an old, turn-of-the-century steamer. The hallways are dark and cold. The floors and walls are metal. The ship isn't necessarily abandoned but it's also not beaming with life.

I pick my own room. I choose a room and decorate it. I've turned a bland, colorless room into a cool man cave. It's a place in which any man would be proud. There are three doors in my room. The main door leads to the rest of the ship, where everyone else exists. Another door leads to a large conference room that nobody uses anymore. The last door, leads to a corner of the ship, a dead end, that has been forgotten. I regret choosing this area to make my room because of the door that leads to that dead end, dark, scary corner of the ship.

I have my mom over to show her my room. She is impressed. She is happy for me. I tell her that I have six or seven other bedrooms. The door to the dead end is open. The light from my room illuminates part of the hallway but quickly fades to darkness. In the midst of smiles and laughter, I glance down the dark hallway and see a black mass. A monster staring back at me. I grab my mom and we run. We run toward the part of the ship where everyone else exists. Where there is life again. Closing and locking every possible door behind us.

We hide quietly in a random room, hoping that the monster will simply pass us by. After a long time, we walk into a room where a high school friend, Korie, lives. The monster is lying on her floor, motionless. It has changed shape into a morbidly obese woman. It looks similar to Ursula from The Little Mermaid. Korie tells us that she sucked the air out of the monster and spit it into the DVD player. Nightmare ends.

I wake up


Friday, September 8, 2017

Mantis

Dream 9/8/2017



I am headed toward Alaska. I'm am going there on a missions trip with Global Expeditions. We will spread the message of Jesus Christ to the villagers there.

Although we could drive to Alaska, we decide to take a boat and travel across ocean. With nearly a mile to go, without warning, we, all of us, observe as a spiky tentacle, the size of a skyscraper, surfaces and then drops back down underwater, out of sight. A few more times, we see parts of the colossal creature. The sheer size of it takes my breath from my lungs. We fear that it will capsize our boat and we will drown or be eaten.

We make it to land without problems. We greet the villagers on the dock. We ask them what the creature is. They tell us that it is called Mantis.

Our group travels inland where we go rafting on a nearby river. The river must've taken us back out to sea. We travel through the same area where we witnessed the creature earlier that day. We know that it will find us. Our fate has been determined. The captain of the boat decides to creep the vessel near a cliff as not to draw attention. Before we know it, Mantis appears. This time, it seems intent on bringing us down. I walk to the front of the ship where I have a clear visual. The tentacles lift up out of the water and slam down, time after time.

The passengers on the boat are terrified. They are so scared that two of them, Matt (who is my friend) and a girl who I do not know, commit suicide with guns. The event is distressing.

The rest of us make it back safely.

On our way home, I am walking down the aisle of the boat and I decide to sit down in an empty seat. When I do, I feel something wet on my back. I turn around and see a large blood stain on the seat. I don't know whether the blood is from Matt or the girl. Anyway, I decide to change seats. I walk up the aisle and sit down between two girls on chairs that look like toilets. Since the chair looks like a toilet, I choose to urinate while sitting there. The girls next to me are disgusted.

Back at home, finally. I sit on my bed holding a joint. I believe one of the villagers gave it to me. Should I smoke it? The temptations keeps coming. My mom is in the next room. I think she is sleeping. I almost smoke but decide against it. I open it up to see the weed. It is just a rolled up, green Brillo pad. Dream ends.

I wake up


Sunday, September 3, 2017

Imposters

Nightmare 9/3/2017



     Today is my dad's and my birthday. For our present, our family is watching WWE with us. As we sit and watch Hulk Hogan and other wrestlers, the feed starts to break up. We call a few TV repair men to come fix it. Three young boys, around the age of 18 or 19 come to our home. They came hear via airplane. Each of them has an airplane. Each of them has a pilots license. They sit on our couch. They are very quiet, young men. I am impressed that they have a pilots license at such a young age. They tell me that they are in the military. I am jealous. I tell them how I wanted to be in the Navy but because of severe health problems, I was unable to do so. I ask them how they got a pilots license. They don't seem to be interested in the question.

     I take the three boys to a country road a mile away. The road is famous for it's hauntings. One, being here late at night, may come into contact with ghostly headlights or a ghost light. You will see the floating light down the road a ways, but if you try to approach the light, it will disappear. I learn the boys' names. One is J.J. or Jon Jon. Another is Las. I forget the third boy's name. While being on the road, we see a set of ghostly headlights far down the cement road. We dare not approach it. We start to walk back to my home. As we turn to walk back, one of the boys runs to a nearby abandoned house. We wait for him. When he returns to us, he is not the same. His face looks much different, the eyes are bulging. The forehead is much larger, like Frankenstein's monster. He is quiet as if hiding something. We get back to my house. The boys are gone. I don't know where they are.

     The next day at school, the student body is startled when the three boys show up and start attacking everyone. It is clear that these boys are heavily demon possessed. They call me out in a taunting manner. They then go to a classroom and kill a kid. They walk past me toward the exit. They taunt me. I don't know why. I can still see the one boys eyes bulging in an unnatural manner. I hang on the gymnasium rafters to hide from them.

     I walk outside and see the three boys terrorizing the student body. Kids are running in every direction. One of the demon boys is driving a car, trying to run people over. I take a cross necklace in my hand. One of the boys tries to attack me. I raise the cross necklace to cushion his blow. His attack fails miserably. He just bounces off. The demon boy in the car speeds toward me. I put the cross on a paddle-like object. I hit the car as a batter would hit a pitch. The car slams into me but does no damage. The boys leave for good.

     The town and country call me a hero. They praise my actions. Because of my bravery, they are allowing me to join the Navy. My dad and I will also be on the next space shuttle to outer space. We get loaded up into the space ship. Several other astronauts are coming along. Before the ship blasts off, I change my mind about outer space. My dad and I decide to go home instead. I have a message on my phone. It's from one of the demon boys. I read/hear the message. It was from before the attack. More taunting. I pay it no heed. Dream ends.

I wake up


Thursday, December 8, 2016

Boogeyman

A Dream From My Past



Eerie noises are coming from the bedroom closet. The kids are trembling under their sheets. Suddenly, something comes from the closet and snatches the children and drags them into the darkness.

My brother-in-law and I chase them down. We discover a world behind my closet. We walk into places where we should not be. We run into a giant with strange, glowing eyes. He looks like Sid Vicious from WWE. Camera crews and reporters follow him. He talks about kids. I pull a loaded gun and shoot him. It doesn't effect him. He tells us that we're not allowed back here anymore.

We stop by the front desk. The secretary asks if we are gay or equal partners. I tell her I'm not gay. I ask her what she thinks a woman is. She says if she wants to be a woman she must become a witch. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Hairspray

Dream 4/10/2016



My brother-in-law, Chad, and me are driving to my aunt's house.

I ask Chad which aunt we are visiting. He says, "your aunt soda." My aunt is having a party but we are there to pick up a few items that we stored in her barn. Me and chad drink Monsters as he drives. I ask him for a can of hair spray. He hands me the can. It looks just like the Monster. I tell him that I am worried I will get confused and drink the hair spray.

We make it to my aunts house. I run inside to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. I spray some spray into my hair and style it, then I leave, forgetting the hairspray on the bathroom counter. When I get back outside, I tell Chad that I forgot the spray inside but I'm too afraid to go and get it. He says it's okay, he'll go and get it but he never does. Dream ends.

I wake up

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Deja Vu

Nightmare 3/4/16




A group of twenty to thirty people are having a get together in a house near the highway.

There is no road that connects the highway directly to the house. You must take a back road. The people gather. A monster is coming. Evil is coming. He is 11'7. The face he wears is not his own. He wields a rusty chainsaw. His fantasy is blood. I have deja vu. I know this feeling. I've been here before. I know he is coming. If I were to walk outside the house right now, I would see him trodding up the dirt road. I have to get out. I run out of the house and toward the highway. Cars drive up and down. I don't need a ride, I just need to get away. I run down the highway and never stop.

Later, I hear that the monster found the house. He killed everyone in it. Dream ends.

I wake up


(That same night, I'm not even kidding, my mom had the following dream.)


"We gather in our house. The family is all here. A monster is coming. He has blades for fingers. He wants to murder us. The second oldest nephew, Owen, somehow gets outside the house and runs. We have to get him before the monster does. We chase after Owen. The monster keeps coming." Dream ends.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Monster

Nightmare 4/8/2015




My friends and I come to school on a Saturday.

     We hang out and play games together. Their is about ten of us. A guy from our school is here. We didn't invite him. We think he's weird. His name is Joe. He tries to hang out with us at times during the day and other times he wonders off by himself. Every once in a while we can hear him down the halls talking to himself.

     Joe walks into the room that we are hanging out in. He demands out attention. He tells us that at 6:00 PM he is going to murder every one of us. Then he exits the room. His statement surprises us but Joe's a weird guy, it's what you'd expect from a weird guy. As the day goes on, Joe reminds us several more times about our fate at six o'clock. We become uneasy about him. It wasn't just an offhanded comment, he really is going to do something. All of us try to leave the school but the doors won't budge. We try all of them. The windows won't open either. It's as if a spell has been cast over the school and we have no say in the matter.

     Six o'clock is approaching fast and we feel that we have to do something about Joe. We find a pair of handcuffs and throw them around Joe's wrists. I start to feel uncomfortable about the situation. Joe is too calm. It scares me. I make a call to my sister. She comes and opens one of the windows. I climb out. We leave the area. Many of the others call people and inform them of the situation. Lots of people come to the school but not before six o'clock happens.

     All I know is what I hear through the grapevine. Four people dead. Two of them were good friends of mine. Their bodies, unrecognizable. They didn't even look human when he was done with them. He did it with his mouth. Dream ends.

I wake up